The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The banquet hall at the Meridian Institute smelled of roasted lamb and stale ambition, a thick, cloying perfume that seemed to coat the back of Elias Thorne’s throat. He stood near the service entrance, his hands clasped tightly behind his back, watching the senior staff laugh over glasses of wine that cost more than his weekly grocery bill. At forty-two, Elias was a senior archivist, a man of...

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